"Simply put, you were scammed. Is that clear enough?"
Seeing the woman still standing there in a daze, the guards twisted the knife a little further before continuing their patrol.
There had never been any shortage of swindlers on these seas. Some pirates even made a living through fraud. Although such pirates were mocked as low-grade pirates, they were actually among the more intelligent types in pirate circles.
Aside from targeted scams, con artists' methods could sometimes be very simple.
They would first use seemingly clumsy tricks to weed out normal people. Those left behind were their real targets.
Pretending to be members of major powers, high-bounty pirates, or relatives of some influential figure in order to profit was nothing unusual.
Information traveled slowly across the seas. By the time victims realized something was wrong, the scammers had long since vanished.
This kind of fraud was highly risky as well. While it could attract small fish, it could also draw bigger ones, such as admirers or challengers. If they were exposed, it could cost them their lives.
The guards did not even know whether the name Olek was real. Perhaps the scammer himself had never expected someone to come all the way to Piltover to verify it.
"Wait, Chief. It seems like we can't just ignore this."
"What are you trying to say?"
"That guy is impersonating His Majesty Oran's son. He's damaging His Majesty Oran's reputation!"
"That's true. Take her back to headquarters and have her make a report. I'll report this to Captain Brand later."
No one suspected that Olek might really be Oran's illegitimate son.
They trusted their own eyes. Both Oran himself and his daughters possessed an innate kindness.
If Oran really had a son, how could he possibly leave him outside without caring for him?